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アーティスト:Nas  アルバム:It Was Written 

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[Nas] Fake thug, no love, you get the slug cb4 gutso Your luck low, I didn't know 'till I was drunk though You freak niggaz played out, get fucked then ate out Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out 96 ways I made out Montana way The Goodf-e-l-l-a verbal AK spray Dipped attaché jumped out the range, empty out the ashtray A glass of 'Zé make a man Cassius Clay Red dot plots, murder schemes 32 shotguns Regulate with my dunns 17 rocks gleam From one ring, yo let me let y'all niggaz know one thing There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King The highlights of living, Vegas style roll dice in linen Antera's spinning on millenniums 20G bets I'm winning them, threats I'm sending them Lex with TV sets the minimum, ill sex adrenaline Party with villains, a case of demi-sec to chase the henny Wet any clique with the semi-tech who want it Diamonds I flaunt them, chicken heads flock I lace them Fried broiled with basil taste them Crack your legs way out of formation It's horizontal how I have them fucking me in the Benz wagon Can it be vanity from last dragon Grab gun it's on though, shit is grimy, real niggaz buck in broad daylight With the broke mac it won't spray right Don't give a fuck what they hit as long as the drama's lit Yo overnight thugs, bug because they ain't promised shit Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit [Chorus] [Nas] I peeped you fronting, I was in the jeep sunk in the seat, tinted with heat beats bumping Across the street you was wilding


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